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The dew on the petals
is of that on his cheek
too in love to hold on
too scared to speak
he remembers the days
spent lost in her eyes
and though unaware begins to cry
he whispers her name
through the midst of his tears
looks at the sky and hopes her to hear
all the words left unspoken, the love hid by fear
clutching her picture to his chest
he turns and takes one last look behind
and to his surprise he finds
she's been with him all the time

Amber Sanderlin ~Dreamer~
September 11, 1994

 

Nonsense

you look me in the eyes and take over my mind
my thoughts are scattered and im scared
for I know you can see through this mask

my heart aches longing for your touch
you'll never know how much I want you
always know just what to say
its as if you know my hearts most sacred secrets
my heart breaks each time you speak her name
you'll never know how long I've loved you

I'll never forget that night
I cannot awaken from this dream
the softness of your voice explodes inside my head
you'll never know the power you have over me

the way you kissed me sent me flying
with each touch you opened my heart to new emotions
do you remember the things you said to me
you'll never know how much you mean to me

I know how much you love her
have you ever said those things to her
your sweet words remain forever imbedded in my heart
you'll never realize how these games are tearing me apart

I watch you live in your happiness
I feel like dying because its something I shall never have
have you ever cared that I wanted you? needed you?
you'll never understand the effect you've had on me

how can I look at you now as I used to
from friendship to passion and back again
knowing you will never feel this heartache
you'll never know this hell I'm living in.

Amber Sanderlin
November 17, 1997

 

 

A Life

My darling if I could only
take back one day in time
the rest of my life would be happy
and you would still be mine.
For once if the hands of fate
were on my side
they'd let me change the moons
and pull back the tide.
If I could only go back
and face my biggest fear
then I would still be happy
and my eyes wouldn't have shed a tear.
If I only could go back
our friendship would still be here
if I could only go back
and relive a month, a day, a year.
At night is when I miss you
the most 'cause I'm alone.
I'll pick up the telephone
just to hear the dial-tone.
Oh, how I wish I could go back
and fix the mistakes I've made
my skin would still be peachy
instead of this murky shade of gray.
But, I know that the Earth won't turn backwards,
no matter how many time I wish
my love for you is now extinguished
like water extinguished fire's kiss.
Fate, if you have a heart
please bring his friendship back to me
please let me relive a life, a love, an eternity.

A. BlackRose

 

Metamorphosis

Tinkering in my mind is a unclear state of existence.
I imagine myself, in the deep and dark forest,
surrounded by a merid of trees
and the leaves fall like rain out of the sky.
They fall in my hair and into my hands.
I dance around gleefully, not knowing why.
The gentle glow of the afternoon sun energizes my soul,
it lifts me into its arms, and I am warm inside.

It is this warmth a feel everytime that I am in your presence.
You affect me in a way no other has before.
I want to draw close to you, never to have the cold touch my heart,
hoping one day, that I too would glow as brilliant as you.

Perhaps I am afraid of the dark,
isolated darkness of the time not so long ago.
It is as if a caged bird has tasted freedom
It escaped the cage of isolation, too confining for it's tender soul.
This cage which I don't have the key.

I sit, melancholy, trying to figure out a way to return my feelings.
to give you as much worth or more then you have given me.
However I am cold with out you and my tongue is a thorn that grows
sharper with every prick.

Everything is shaky, like a child taking its first steps,
I stumble, fall, cry, and somehow muster up enough strength to try again.
Everyone I believe has a little bit of the child still left in them,
in whatever form it might take
Will I ever be the same?
No, you have changed me, in some small and twisted way.
Nothing ever remains the same,
Life is constantly changing and I want to change with you...

Raven ShadowRose"Birdie"